Caspian
Getting a blowjob wasn’t always the answer, but it sure as fuck helped.
I lounged in the sun chair by the glistening pool, my legs spread, and a cute brunette kneeling between them like she worshiped me. Maybe she did, especially as her rosy mouth slid down over my cock, taking me deeper.
I groaned, trying to focus on her soft lips, her wicked tongue, and my tip hitting the back of her throat as she accommodated all of me into her mouth.
Her eyes glazed over, lost in her own ecstasy.
Females were simply a means to an end… a glorious end indeed, and just like all the others who entertained me, they helped me forget things. Escape from the past, from nightmares, from what I had to do this morning after I was left alone to fix a treacherous problem. After the shit storm of discovering more than one man was involved in stealing arms from us and eliminating them, well, I’d deserved some R&R time.
My cock popped out of the brunette’s mouth, and she blinked at me, drawing my attention to her. What was her name… Started with an S, I’m sure. Sara, that was it. She looked ready to ask me a question.
“What can I do for you, pet?” I asked.
“Figured we could move into your room and take this further.” She batted her eyes, licking her lips. She wore only the tiniest string bikini bottom, and her small breasts were perky, nipples tight and beaded, just begging for my mouth.
I knew why she asked, and it had nothing to do with being shy. For one, we were in the outdoor pool area of our mansion, the Khan pack compound. Guards were lined across the ten-foot stone wall surrounding our property. Others lingered in the shadows nearby, guns at the ready. Not to mention, there were three women splashing naked in the pool. All of them were watching us constantly.
But Sara wanted me to fuck her where all my attention would be focused on her.
Except, it wasn’t what I was in the mood for.
I noticed her glancing at my lap, and I looked down to the streak of dried blood across my forearm. Fear crowded behind her eyes. I must have missed a spot in cleaning up after this morning’s fiasco. Everyone who worked here knew who we were and what we did. And that pissing us off was a mistake they’d never forget.
“O-only i-if you’re interested, of course,” she whispered, half-stuttering.
“You know what I want,” I stated, reclining my head back on the chair, the earlier tension from having killed three men stretching over my mind. Fuck. This was my time out to forget all that shit, but now they were all I thought about.
“They're over there,” Jay, my second in command, growled, his breath heavy from us running across the whole damn island like madmen.
Trees crowded around us, throwing shadows over everything, but up ahead, the sunlight beamed between the trunks like a beacon. Beyond the woods, three pack members were on the pebbled beach. They hurriedly packed a large speed boat with wooden boxes. Based on the missing cargo from our storage room, I knew they were filled with guns and ammo.
Everyone at the compound knew their place because crossing my brothers and me came with devastating results.
My wolf snarled with fury in my chest, rage biting into me, as did my transformation. There was no denying it. I hadn’t wanted to believe it when Jay first told me he spotted the men sneaking into the woods with our merchandise. But now that I witnessed Lun, the man I’d known for five years and shared drinks with on many occasions, stealing from me first hand, my insides turned livid.
The idiot was me for trusting Lun, for telling him things I never should have revealed. But I guessed now his words of loyalty meant fuck all when his actions screamed the truth.
My clothes shredded off me, and I charged out of the woods in my wolf form, dark fur ruffled in the breeze. I unleashed a horrendous howl, and they all jerked in my direction with terror in their eyes.
And they needed to be scared.
I lunged, my teeth bared.
None of them would survive the day.
“You still want me, right, Caspian?” Sara asked softly, lifting her gaze, batting those fake, long lashes. Her voice lulled me out of my thoughts, and my attention fell to her plump lips.
She kissed me along the seam of my knee where the bottom half was a synthetic leg after a horrendous attack years ago.
My frustration flared, and I pushed her away from my leg. Did I mention I’d had a shit day?
“Are you currently sucking on my cock?” I snarled.
A long pause of silence stretched out between us as it took her a few moments to understand my question.
Then she blanched, blinking at me. “Of course.” She rapidly curled her fingers around my shaft, her tongue tasting me. I drew in a sharp breath as she pushed the entire length into her slick mouth.
I moaned and let myself sink into the sensation once more as she worked her lips over my erection. Anticipation of coming buzzed through me as I craved that high that stole me away from this world, even if for a few moments.
Now, where were we?